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Chapter 110 Chapter 110


Chapter 110 In an inconspicuous farmyard, Ji Yan sat in front of the window and wrote a letter.

He rolled it up and inserted it into the mailbox.

He tied it to the pigeon's leg and raised his arm vigorously.

The white pigeon flew away with the message.

Sun Yinlan knocked on the half-open door, stood at the door and said, "I heard that His Highness didn't eat anything at night."

Ji Yan's eyes fell on Sun Yinlan's belly.

Sun Yinlan was nearly five months pregnant.

Ji Yan looked at her bulging belly and felt a little uncomfortable.

Before being sent to the border, although he had no main concubine, he had two concubines.

Ji Yan was a suave person, and besides his concubines, there were several other women in his house.

When he left the capital, one of the two concubines was already pregnant, and her swollen belly was as big as Sun Yinlan's now.

If the pregnant concubine was still alive, the child would be born now.

But she died.

All the female relatives in his house took poison and committed suicide in his stead overnight.

Of course, this so-called suicide for love is just a good excuse for them by those who want to kill them.

Ji Yan waved to Sun Yinlan and asked her to come to him.

He put one hand on her lower back and touched her belly with the other.

"Did he make trouble?"

Ji Yan asked.

Sun Yinlan shook his head and said, "No, he has always been very good."

Sun Yinlan also feels that she is quite lucky.

She had seen others get joyful before, and it was very scary.

However, she didn't have any reaction at all.

Apart from eating a little too much, there was nothing wrong with her.

Sun Yinlan's eyes moved from her belly to Ji Yan's body, still feeling a little unreal.

It seemed that what had happened in the past six months was like a nightmare, but the child in her belly always reminded her that everything that happened was real.

She put away her thoughts and asked, "I'll bring you the food."

Ji Yan sighed and said, "Today is Xiaowu's birthday."

Sun Yinlan thought for a moment before realizing that Ji Yan was talking about the late Fifth Highness.

Sun Yinlan knew that the Fifth Highness died in the palace on the day Emperor Chang died and Emperor Shou ascended the throne.

He was shot to death by random arrows for the crime of seeking power and usurping the throne.

Sun Yinlan had met the Fifth Highness, who was the same mother as Ji Yan.

He was younger and loved to laugh.

Because his health was not very good when he was a child, the palace was a bit pampering, so he was raised as a good boy.

Shan Tianzhen's character is different from that of several other royal brothers who are fighting for imperial power.

Naturally, his death was not due to seeking power and usurping the throne.

But the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.

Ji Yan loses.

He is Ji Yan’s compatriot and the younger brother of the emperor.

Naturally, he loses.

Sun Yinlan persuaded in a gentle voice: "Your Highness wants to be more open-minded.

Your Highness, the Fifth Highness, has a spirit under the Nine Springs.

I definitely hope that Your Highness will be well."

"It's a sibling fight, and Xiaowu has no intention of fighting for power.

Why is Ji Lan doing this?"

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Ji Yan frowned and couldn't help but think of the emperor's brother and former prince Ji Chong.

In fact, he also committed murderous acts, and Ji Chong died in his hands four years ago.

At that time, he was full of energy and proudly believed that he had done the right thing.

Now that he thinks about it more carefully, it seems that he was just a pawn for others.

Sun Yinlan always kept silent when it came to the topic of Ji Lan.

She was almost going to marry Ji Lan, so she always had to avoid suspicion.

And her silence made Ji Yan misunderstand.

Ji Yan looked at her, smiled slightly mockingly, and said, "Yinlan, whether you believe it or not, someone did poison me.

I only did that to you on the Lantern Festival."

Sun Yinlan said: "Of course I believe in His Highness as a human being."

Ji Yan's eyes became more and more sarcastic, and he said: "When I found out that it was the fourth child who did it, I believed it.

But now where is the fourth child and who is sitting on the throne?"

Sun Yinlan looked up at Ji Yan in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

"The ex-fiancé you miss so much doesn't care about your innocence, your future, or even your life at all.

He just uses you as a pawn."

Ji Yan's words were like needles piercing her heart.

Ji Lan's elegant and smiling eyebrows appeared in front of her eyes.

Sun Yinlan retreated in embarrassment, almost losing his balance.

Ji Yan supported her, he stood up, helped Sun Yinlan sit down, and said expressionlessly: "Have a good pregnancy."

Looking at Sun Yinlan's pale face, Ji Yan still couldn't bear it.

He couldn't stand a woman being wronged, let alone his woman.

He put his hand on Sun Yinlan's shoulder, patted it gently, and said: "Don't think about him anymore.

I will take his head to vent your anger in the future."

At this time, Ji Lan was parked in the back garden, looking at Sun Yinzhu who was playing hide and seek with several maids in the distance.

Disgust flashed through Ji Lan's eyes, then quickly hid it.

He has always shown emotion and anger, and subtle changes in his eyes are rare.

He once advised his little queen, who was only fifteen years old and still a half-grown child, that she should be more tolerant considering her family's support.

But he couldn't help but think of Gu Jianli, who was the same age as Sun Yinzhu, and how he calmly and calmly made suggestions.

Gu Jianli looked like that, a kind of splendor that Ji Lan had never seen before.

Why can't the childish Sun Yinzhu compare with Gu Jianli?

She can't even compare with her sister Sun Yinlan.

Ji Lan lost her appetite at the thought of Sun Yinzhu being so frightened that he peed his pants on the wedding day.

Ji Lan stopped looking at Sun Yinzhu and walked quickly to the front hall, where several ministers were waiting for him to discuss the smallpox matter.

People's words are scary and people's hearts are scary.

What he has to face is not just the epidemic.

Nowadays, Yong'an City is completely sealed off.

It is impossible to get in or out, and those rumors cannot spread.

But Ji Lan knew that only by ending this smallpox quickly could Yuyou's mouth be blocked, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stop it for long with just tough tactics.

Fortunately, Tai Hospital has developed a vaccine against pox, but even if the pox was successful, it would only be a preventive measure and would be useless for patients who had already contracted smallpox.

Sun Yinzhu, who was running happily among the flowers and plants, glanced secretly and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ji Lan's figure walking away.

The childishness on his face faded a little, and he said: "I won't play anymore, I'm going back."

She had just walked two steps when she saw Chen He, dressed in Tsing Yi, walking slowly past the red wall.

The snow-white kitten was lying on his shoulder, lazily sticking out its tongue to lick its beard.

Sun Yinzhu immediately put on his childish and innocent smile.

Two days later, the number of deaths due to smallpox in Beijing was still increasing sharply.

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As Quang Binh Prefecture was discovered to be infected with smallpox relatively early, the number of people infected with the disease was also increasing.

In half a month, nearly ten masters and slaves died.

The herpes on Ji Xingleo's body began to scab.

The most painful itching occurs when the scabs form.

The condoms on his hands couldn't stop him from scratching and rubbing.

Fortunately, his health really slowly improved.

A poison like smallpox is so menacing that contracting it is tantamount to resigning yourself to fate.

Most people will die within three to five days of developing the rash.

The longer the time passes, the more miserable the death will be, and of course, the greater the chance of survival.

If you can still breathe after half a month since the rash appeared, it is basically a gift from God.

Ji Xingluo and Gu Jianli counted the days since they got the rash, and they were currently stuck at about half a month.

Ji Xingluo was rubbing his back hard on the wooden bed.

When he heard Ji Wujing push the door open and come in, he immediately didn't dare to move any more.

Ji Wujing brought him food.

Ji Xingluo didn't even take off the condom on his hand.

He held the spoon with his hand and ate through the cloth condom.

Ji Wujing waited for him to finish eating, then took a look at his hands and said, "Don't scratch, remember."

Ji Xingluo nodded obediently.

His two little hands in the cloth covers were playing with each other restlessly.

He raised his eyes and asked Ji Wujing: "Has she been disobedient and scratched randomly?"

Ji Wujing paused in packing her things, glanced at him coldly, said "mind yourself", and turned around to go out.

In the past, Ji Xinglu would have been unhappy because of his father's cold attitude.

But it's different now.

Daddy hugged him all the way back from the mountains.

Thinking about it makes me happy.

Even my sister only sat on daddy's lap for a little while.

Just when Ji Xingluo thought of Ji Xinglan, Ji Xinglan shouted from the back window: "Brother, brother!"

Ji Xingluo quickly jumped out of bed, quickly climbed onto the chair in front of the window, sat down on the window sill, and opened the window a small crack.

The herpes on his face is scabbing now, which is extremely ugly, and he doesn't want his sister to see it.

"Brother, I brought some flowers for you."

Ji Xinglan put a handful of flowers on the window sill.

Knowing not to get too close to her brother, she ran back and climbed up the big rock.

Ji Xingluo glanced through the crack of the window and thought the little wild flowers were ugly, so he still stretched out his two cloth-covered hands and struggled to pick up the flowers and bring them in.

He looked left and right, pulled out the exquisite flower arrangements in the vase and threw them on the floor.

Then he carefully inserted the wild flowers picked by his sister into the vase.

Outside the window, Ji Xinglan was holding a book and began to talk to her brother about today's homework while shaking her head.

Ji Wujing looked back at Jian Li's room.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

He walked in quickly and saw a palm-sized bronze mirror falling on the ground.

It should have fallen from Gu Jianli's hand on the bed.

Ji Wujing glanced at the untouched lunch on the bedside table and looked away.

The heavy bed curtains were lowered, covering the bed and even Gu Jianli inside.

Under Gu Jianli's insistence, Ji Wujing no longer sleeps in the same bed as Gu Jianli at night.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, so Ji Wujing opened the back window and let the wind blow in.

The breeze brought some freshness and coolness, and also brought Ji Xinglan's sweet reciting voice.

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Ji Wujing walked to the bed, lifted the bed curtain and put it on the hook on one side.

"Don't look."

Gu Jianli hugged his knees and curled up with his back against the wall.

Ji Wujing opened the bed curtain, and she immediately covered her face with her hands.

Ji Wujing said in a disgusted tone: "Why haven't you Xingluo yet?"

Gu Jianli didn't speak.

He covered his face with both hands and kept his head down.

"There is a high probability that you won't have to die, and you won't have to see the scary little devil.

Shouldn't you be happy?"

Ji Wujing asked.

Gu Jianli shook his head and complained aggrievedly: "It's going to turn into pockmarks when I get better.

I want to leave here and live alone in the mountains where I won't meet other people."

"When I become pockmarked, I'm not as good-looking as my uncle, so I'm not happy."

Ji Wujing sat lazily on the side of the bed, rolled up a lock of her soft hair and wrapped it around her fingers, playing with it in a playful way.

He is in a good mood.

Gu Jianli said slowly: "Ji Zhao, you are gloating."

Ji Wujing's tone was casual, but with a hint of seriousness: "How can I not take pleasure in others' misfortune but also ruin my face and be ugly with you?"

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